"February is for planting peas."

I was going to wait until the end of the month or possibly the first of March to plant the English Peas, but Mother Nature delivered a beautiful weekend of near 70 degree temps and my strong desire to play in the dirt got the better of me. Besides, Grandmaw always said, "February is for planting peas."

My little helper made the row markers.... "Peas, 1 Week".... he's a very optimistic little fellow :-)


Well, here's the spot, better get started.

First I need to cultivate the area. I have a very nice tiller that was my Grandfather's, but it is a large beast and when I use it I really take a beating. So, for this job, I will use this handy little gadget and my shoulders and back will thank me in the morning.

Now I need to get the weeds out. The little wild Spring onions are already popping up everywhere.


Miss Honey takes Grub patrol. Actually, she gobbles up grub worms, earth worms, beetles, bugs, spiders and any thing else that dares to move.

Watch out little earth worm, or you will be the next snack! I'll just cover him up right quick, I really prefer to keep these around.

Now that the tilling and weeding is all done, it's time to add the gold. Compost, made right here on my little farmette.

Well, the seeds have been gently enveloped in the warming earth, given a good drink and now I'll wait in anticipation for the first little green shoots to pop their heads out of the ground and say, "Hello!"

In the words of my Little Blonde Headed Helper, "It is a good day to be a Farmer." Lord, I love that child.

I hope you all thoroughly enjoyed your weekend as we did.~ Rhonda